I Think She Nailed It

This year on my birthday, I was feeling a little “down.” Hitting 53 wasn’t the thrill I had hoped for. I decided to treat myself and get my nails done. I went to one of those little places in a strip mall near my house. It was nice little place with several manicurists and "spas" for the pedicures. I was assigned to, “Kim,” an attractive Asian woman. We chit chatted a bit as she soaked my hands and filed my nails and massaged my arms. As I started to relax and forget the fact I was turning 53, she stopped, looked at me carefully and said, “You want me to wax yo’ face, Honey?”